What a tragedy to work with something like this!!!
what a B****!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I want to PUNCH your face NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You lazy pig which has no sense of responsibiliy！!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You should go to hell, ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Enjoy your time there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Have Fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Excel really hates me
tortured and cursed by statistics and Excel, completely! QAQ
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Day 1
Sometimes really feel my English sucks. Why can’t I think of a concise and elegant way of expressing myself?
Maybe it’s because I haven’t push myself really hard to get immersed in practicing my English.
All of what i saw or what i heard is just like sands leaking throng fingers or the broken shells on the beach; I paid no attention to review them. And when it comes to some public speaking situation, it became worse as my vocabulary suddenly fall to the level that only words “do”, “bad”, “good” can appeal in my mind.
But I don’t need to be too harsh to myself. Or I’ll fall the pray of panic or anxiety. So just calm down and keep this writing stuff as a daily routine. Bit by bit, though I can’t be a master, I can definitely get my confidence and personality better exhibited in front of strangers.
I think in your eyes, I’m really invisible. Even I yell with anger or tremble with stress; you spare no effort to give me some comforting words, even a smile or greeting, though I know for sure that you’ve noticed my bad mood.
Friends should share happiness and sorrow with each other, at least should care each other. You are like a black hole, unpredictable and swallowing everything. I understand it’s your character that decides you’re not good at managing relationship. But I’m tired; sometimes think my keen replies to every post on your microblog to cheer you up are ridiculous, like reading a poem towards a robot.
It’s a little childlike to be so sensitive, so I’ll give all the frustrating feelings away and focus on my tasks. Leave all these chaos to time to test it, or even burry all completely.
a new start
Finanlly, on a gloomy, moist Saturday, I decided to open an account on Tumblr. Hope it won”t become an isolate island full of grass~~
